Rotting!

good god when the onions and garlic hit the olive oil..........

Panties hit the FLOOR

you know it sister

I know we make jokes about the proverbial asexual pervert who has written hundreds of thousands of words of smut on ao3, but also shoutout to the aces who aren’t perverts. to the aces who skip the sex scenes and wince at sex jokes and awkwardly leave the conversation when your friends start talking about sex. your boundaries aren’t childish and fuck anyone who says otherwise.

never take for granted the moments when you’re not nauseous

no dude it's so cool how attached you are to that character who is singled out and ostracized due to the external monstrousness that clashes with their internal spark of humanity. and i love how drawn you are to themes of horror and love, nature versus nurture, otherness, isolation, and the abject. i bet you have normal feelings about your own personhood

recently saw ppl discuss whether they put their medicines in a kitchen cabinet or a bathroom cabinet and i was shocked by the fact that many ppl said kitchen cabinet. so now i need you to reblog this and say where you keep yours

tragic! trans person no longer merely tolerating the act of existing just now realising their entire wardrobe is ass

okay i made another quiz but this time it’s which monster you’ll get to hook up with. reblog with your result!!

my dead wife. the ad free internet

jobs for people who. don’t know how to do anything. computer are you listening to me

The “Thunk” will always kill me.

14/10 doing his best